Let S Make A Deal Featuring Gangsta And Lina lyrics

(*spanish*)
Let`s take a trip..
[WC]
Initiated, gang related a zig-zag litted
Straight homicider when I`m sick with it
I tank, feels the pain, pistols aim
Hands trimbling, cause I`m caught in the mix of the game
See I`m needing this nigga that got those
Mo` Chicken`s to Roscoe`s, plus a direct with the Delgatos
Throw a tree, 14-9 a ki, and if I double that
Then I can get 28 off me
Now the clue to the tax, I`m slapping on the amount
Breaking em down, letting the lil homies circle mouths for ounce
Gram for gram, touching all the fiends
Why not nigga, ain`t that the american dream
Have money, fuck hoes, cut low-lows
Blow dope dough, and nigga fuck mo` hoes
Hey what can I say, it`s the american way
I`m jacking for mill-i-ons, I`m loved from y`all to the Indians
From Columbus to the one time, they all corrupt
And they got Bush in office so nigga we all fucked
Look, I gotta eat, so nigga fuck being nice
Shiiit, I`m trying to ball like Reverand Pryce
Call my nigga Gangsta (what`s happenin)
What`s cracking nigga, where you at
[Gangsta]
I`m on deck in the Midwest, with some ghetto stars
In a suite with one of the homies in a rent-a-car
Fuck with me, we can all get blunted and fin hundred
Spoke sling-shots, and fitty cabs with ends on it
See, three or four hund, and a four month run
I got your back you got mine, till the deal get done
[Chorus: Lina - 2x]
Let`s make a deal, time to take a trip (Quanto Questro)
Let`s take a trip (what they going for)
[Gangsta]
I got fifty in your hand when you land, so get here
Stop and drop, you won`t have to sit here
Niggas is lined up, so keep mine tough
Back and fourth in freight-line trucks
14-9, gotta X out the middle man
Find out how much they`ll charge us to get him here
Check six-hund and a six month run
Any nigga try to trip, whole shit get spun
Ain`t nothing to it, but to do it (baby)
Staking paper to the ceiling like the (eighties)
Ask Anesto, Quanto Qeusto
Tell him that we got a hundred thous in a Benz or the Lexo
[WC]
La la la la la la la la
I`m about to catch me a homicide
[Gangsta]
Ah naw Dub, we done cracked him fo sho glove
We gone build up our trust, till they trust us with mo` drugs
Then, they gone wish they never knew us
Have em saying hathe pinche miatay, screw us
We called Anesto, at Texaco
Set up a meeting at Taco Mexico
(*talking*)
[Chorus]